Frosty, the snowman,
He was a jolly happy soul.
Frosty, the snowman,
He is a fairy tale they say.
He was made of snow but the children
know,
There must have been
some magic in that old silk
hat they found.
For when they placed it on his head he
began to dance around.
But keep him out of the blazin’ sun.
So he said, “Let’s run and we’ll
have some fun,
Down to the village, with a broomstick in
his hand.
Running here and there, all around the
square,
He led them down the streets of
town right to the traffic
cop.
He only paused a
moment when he heard him holler, “Stop!”
Just too hot to stick around.
He’ll be back here by and
by.
Cause Frosty is a real cool
guy!
Look at Frosty go, Frosty!
Over the hills of snow, Frosty.
Frosty, the snowman, He had to
hurry on his way.